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Monday, February 3, 2014

Monday's Poem: The Hopping Girl

THE HOPPING GIRL

The hopping girl lives
just 'round the bend.
She's my very, very
very, very
very best friend.

She hops when she walks,
always right right left.
She's my merry, merry,
merry, merry,
merry best friend.

It's always right hop right
and only then comes left.
She's my right, right,
left, right,
right best friend.

                         Anne Knowles

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